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Monday, 21 September 2015

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Have you ever had that thought “Oh why did I do that?” but you think it’s too late? Like the time you didn't tie your shoelaces and ended up tripping over, or maybe you heard a warning that a pie is hot but you ignore it and think you'll be fine - only to end up with a numb, tingling pain on your tongue. Once I had a devastating and horrible near-death experience, surprisingly in the extremely boring Nasby house.

My family and I rented a house in Naseby when I was three. We had been there many times and we still go there now. I'm pretty sure mum and dad like the house, but me and Theo think the backyard is average. Sure, we've had some good times, like when I was pushed into a raspberry bush, or the time I made a rabbit trap and I ended up being hit in the head by a stone. And there was that time Theo bombarded me with pine cones, those were kind of cool. But overall, Naseby can be a bit boring.

On one of those boring Naseby days, when Mum and Dad were just discussing what the family would do that day (I personally wanted to go to the park) Mum and Dad made up their minds that we were going for a walk first.

I said “please?” but I didn't get the response I wanted. So I packed a hissy fit. That did not work either. So I tried to be an optimist by thinking about the one good thing about a walk; that is, the cliffs.

There we all were, simply walking to the entrance of the forest. Unlike me, who was making it look like a treacherous mountain climb, lumbering on behind, hoping I would get a piggyback. It took forever to get to the top. When I refer to forever, I mean two minutes, but we got there. There were the almighty saviours of a boring walk... the cliffs.

Me and my brother had a so called secret path that lead to

the top of a cliff. There we were, sliding down at amazing speeds, despite my mum and dad calling out for me to stop. Then I had this fantastic idea.

Why don't we slide down on a piece of wood? So 5 minutes later...

“Yahoo!” Theo shouts.

“My turn!” I holler.

Big mistake. I jumped onto the wood and started to slide. I could feel the ride getting bumpier and bumpier. I could feel the wood getting shakier and shakier. I could hear the loose gravel grinding against the wood. Unluckily, the board jammed on a stone halfway down the slope. I went flying.

My first reaction was “I'm flying”. Second reaction, “I'm gonna crash!” The impact came fast, a bone jarring crunch it was, and excruciating. The agony was continuous and affected all of my body. Using adrenaline to power myself, I stumbled over to dad.

When I was walking back to the house my only thoughts were “Oh why did I do that?” So always obey your parents, and listen to their advice - sometimes they know best because they've already learnt the hard way. Although I think it is more exciting to learn it the hard way yourself.